Sleeping, often.

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It's rough.  Not too painful, but there is pain.  Just so tired, all of the time, currently.  Gaming, laundry, dishes, showering, doesn't matter... almost falling asleep while trying to do things.  No focus, memory sucks, life is complicated.  Today I am going to turn the furnace up a bit.  And turn the heat on in this room.

On the good side, I slept really well. Dreaming of women, and sex, all night though.  I realized something though?  While I always thought sex was okay, I was never in it for the pleasure.  I really was hoping to create children.  That was the... goal, the point of it, the reason I was doing it.  For me, there is no other reason for sex.  Which... means there is no interest in alternative forms, or some/most women?  Pretty much.

I should have closed up and turned the heat up.

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Still, I got a nice bit of work done.  Nothing new, since my last post.  Shivering, or nearly, so that my typing is off.  Well, and a bit sleepy too.  I get cold when I get sleepy, so... there is that.

I keep thinking about making something to eat.  It wouldn't take too long.  But, then, I'd have to let it cool down enough to put away, then put it away.  I'm... too tired to... cook, then that, then... that... and the rest.  I just can't.  If I had any legs to me, I'd go out and get something.  Even something not the best.  Glad I don't have legs.

It seems cold?

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The body is cold.  It's 67 in here.  It is 43 outdoors.  It was 51, with a strong breeze, later last night.  Then rain arrived, and the temp dropped to 36 or so?  So it's... being spring.  I have the house set on 66, as I am airing out the upstairs a bit.  With it warm enough, I have a few windows open, to shoot air through for a bit.  Would do it down here, but I'm just not feeling it.  Too cold to mess with that.  Some air flow, but not with a fan.

Not working today, it seems, on the bathroom.  So I'll do a few other things.  Wasn't sure I was really ready to work though, anyway.  Then again, it's more of a one man job, save for doing a few things.  A few parts of it.  Well, and I'd like to see, learn, with some of it.

Back to it?

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Still slowly, but a bit more quickly.  Just not drilling for gold quite yet.

I set the laundry to a final spin.  Then got dishes sort of ready.  But I wanted to clear and clean the freezertop/coffee station and microwave.  A good way to get the microwave ready for cleaning is to put a (microwave save) mug of fresh water in there, then set it to steam.  Too big of a mug, had to run it twice.  But... it worked.

Up!

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I think I went to bed around 15:30~16:00?  Can't be certain.  No more work.  I did have a bit more of the veggies, and a fatted coffee.  Not much, but it was something.  No more shirts folded, but I did run the clothes in the dryer through a short extra spin.  Will do that again, right before pulling them to hang them.  Hanging all these, I think.  Actually, might do that right away.  Hanging clothes is easy, folding, nicely, is... eye-crossingly annoying, boring, and doesn't work well.  GAH!

Blood sugar is 115 fasting.  So... a better number.  Why down from the mid 140s?  I can't say.  But I'll take it.  Can't eat much.  Hmm, I do have an idea or two.

The patterns.

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It isn't all about me.  Had to ponder this one.  I figured it was to be about me.  In a way, it is.  In a way, it isn't.  The women I have known.  The youngest of them?  Has aged out of viability.  The oldest, last I knew, was still alive.  Women really don't age well, at all.  They start out as on top of the world as they can get.  Men start out as dogs, and generally get better.  Even if terminally ill, if unable to die.

Oh, yes.  Was someone saying something with this?  Is one of them dead, or dying?  I don't know.  Or... is it just a thought, from out there?  I can't say.  Just that it caught me off, I looked, and I saw.

So very tired.

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I seem cold.  But it has been, sort of, warm out there.  Into the mid 60s.  It is 36 out there this morning.  Cold, but above freezing.  Then again, it is march.  I would have thought it would be warmer by now.  I can't seem to warm up.  But that is a health thing, again, I think.

Unable to do much work.  A few very small tasks though the day, one at a time.  Tired, sore, sleepy, and else.  It looks like I have crashed again.  I may even be going back to bed for a while.  Or... a long while.

Oh, ouch.

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Just waking here at 17:00.  A bit after.  Still a bit sore.  Achy.  Tired.  But awake enough to not be able to sleep more.  For now.  Though I won't be doing a lot of work today.  I would like to finish the laundry.  The white shirts out to be folded or hung, and the black shirts to finish in the dryer.  As well, I want to clear the dishes that are soaking, get those into the dishwasher.  Maybe finish the ones to be done by hand.  Then get a shower?  But that will be it, IF I can even do that much.

I pushed, strained things.  I hurt, ache in very new places.  I am exhausted, tired, even sleepy, just not enough to sleep more.  Then again, I can get from bottom to standing in a partial forward roll.  I'm nearing 60.  A year and change short.  But... close enough.  Find 60 year olds who can stand from down flat.  Not common.  Especially the nearly dead ones, like me.  And, on a day when I am pretty much shot from overexertion from several weeks of hard(er, for me) labor. 

So very tired.

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I folded a few of the tshirts.  Gamed for a bit.  Made a meal.  But I am scrambling to stay awake.  I don't think I'll be able to do it.  Just caving in, falling down.  I need sleep, more sleep.

I didn't think there was enough burger crumble to make the soup.  Turns out, what was there was a perfect amount.  A couple of cans of very hot diced tomato, a package of palm heart rice, and the hamburger was all I added... well and some water.

Awake.

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Around midnight thirty again.  Pretty beat.  Sore.  But good.  I set the laundry to a final spin, then will put the other laundry in.  Folding half, hanging half, or so.  The furnace was put up to 70.  I'm plenty warm.  Slept really warm.  And it is 69 in this front room, without having heat on.  The furnace wouldn't warm the place this quickly, and not this front room mostly at all.  It must have gotten pretty nice out there yesterday.  I thought I read 62, at some point?  But, overcast, some or most of the day?  Seemed like it?  It is 38 out currently.  So... yes, warming.

I want to get the dishes worked up a bit, so as to open the shower and get in there.  Though, it depends on what will fit in the dishwasher.  If there is a lot of room, given the things going in, I may just soak another load.  Then get that in, in an hour or two.  Though, I have even more dishes.  But big jars, gallon and half gallon glass.  Not sure all of them will fit in there, but... will find out before long.  Easy to wash by hand though.

More laundry.

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Nothing else.  But there is that.  One load is in the dryer, the other is just in the wash.  I had hoped to have dishes going, but just... can't get to that quite yet.  White tshirts first, then some new black ones.  First wash, and shrinking (or shrink testing) them.  Officially I wear a 2xtall.  If they don't shrink much the shirts will be well oversized.  Will see.

The white undershirts, two types, will be welcome.  I tried two different sizes with those.  For the black tshirts, I just went with what will certainly fit.  Even if they are a bit big, that's fine.  Undershirts are really needed to be smaller, tight.

Very slow.

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I did get laundry out and put up.  I brought the barrels back to their place.  I wasn't even the last one on the block.  This time.  Not a brag, just... a bit of shame from times I've left them out a week or more.

I haven't gotten to dishes.  I didn't start another load of laundry but am about to.  I didn't get a shower in.  I'm... lagging today.  I did have the toast with corned beef.  Not fancy, but it was something to eat.  Tea.  But hibiscus.  I'm sort of liking that, more and more.  When the other diuretic herbal teas arrive, I'll see what I can do, mix and match.  Hopefully I can find a few menus of herbal teas I like.

A last spin in the dryer.

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First load should be done shortly.  Will see how much room remains.  Have a trick or two, to open space though.  Should be ready when I finish this post.

Rather than shower, though, I set the dishes to soaking.  Not all of them.  More than anticipated.  Some will be hand washed, most are going into the machine... in a short bit.  Basically, as soon as they are cool enough to mess with.  Then I'll set up the last of the dishes.  Again, just a mild soak.  But there probably aren't enough for a second load, so these will just be soaked, rinsed, and put in the machine when open.  Done when I have enough else over time.

Well, started.

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I went in and moved things around in the master bedroom, so I would be able to get to the racks.  I didn't vacuum, because... I didn't.  Too tired.  That was actually quite a bit more of a chore than anticipated.  Still, I finished.  So, when laundry finishes, it'll be a quick chore to hang things.

Then I put laundry into the dryer.  I won't start another load.  Later, maybe.  Just... a bit at a time.  I am well and truly worn out.  Still it's good.

Slowly.

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A bit of gaming.  Just to wake up.  Dark Souls sci-fi.  Before there was a Dark Souls, or even the beginning.  I'd say this was closer to the first type of that game.  You just... die a lot.  Nothing you can really do about it.  They pit you against things, often, that can one shot you, or several things which never miss, and each can kill you in a couple of hits.  It's... dark souls in space.

A bit into gaming, I took a break and vacuumed the master bedroom, what of it is open, accessible.  It took a while.  I don't have a good nozzle for the shop vac.  I need to find something that is more open, and wider.  May check the hardware store the next time I am in town.  May have had one, don't now.

A very good sleep.

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Down around 15:30... possibly out to 16:00?  Right in there.  Went down pretty fast.  Slept well, warm.  It is 64 up there?  Really warming.  Even so, I needed the blankets.  I think, when I wear myself out, I sleep cold.  Especially day after day, and for weeks now.  I sleep cold because I go down hard.  All good, I'll take that any day.

Blood sugar is higher, again, this morning.  Running at 143.  Stupid blood sugar.  Not sure what the problem is.  Not enough food it?  Maybe.  You can go without, and you can live on very little.  But you really need a certain amount of nutrition.  Call it seed corn for weight loss and blood sugar management.  There is a fee.  Sure, you can live extended times without.  And I support fasting... real fasting, as in nothing for a day, days, even a week... more if you can.  I have steaks thawed.  I'll... get one going today.  The new york strip, I think.

Just... posting... to... keep going.

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A shower.  Didn't trim the whiskers.  Later, or next time.  I would like to vacuum in the master bedroom, or start laundry, but I don't dare.  I really need a few down days.  Not by inclination, by health.  I've pushed just as far as I believe I dare.  Now, I'm not afeared of dying, mind you.  I am afraid of taking a two to three week, or even month, spill.  I don't have that kind of time to lose.

So... I'll back it off.  Figure out how to do that.  Gaming is helping me to just sit, and yet have enough stimulus to not be unnerved.

Sardines.

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Two cans.  Lemon.  Good enough, if a bit... empty?  It just didn't hit the spot.  Though, too, it didn't upset the stomach.  Feels like cardboard, as if I had eaten a pile of it.  Strange.

Laundry was finished.  The last load of jeans, and a tshirt.  Ready to go upstairs.  The handers arrived.  I bought several types, to see what would be best.  I think they will all work well enough.  Possibly specializing in certain things?  Will find out.  No, I'm... done with laundry for a bit.  I'll take a few days off, anyway.  It is much easier when all I have to do is hang them, but some of what remains still has to be folded.

Not too many, as first thought.

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The load of jeans was just right.  Same with the second load.  Can tell by weight, but afterward, can also tell by how quickly the pants dried.  And they dried pretty quickly.  If, too, I use a middling warmer setting.  Even so... dried, relatively quickly.  The first load has been folded.  It will go up when I go to bed, I think.  Not running up the stairs for something that'll be done in a bit and will do just as well.

I also hit the kitchen table.  Not... clean through.  And there are dishes and else to wash.  Not dirty, thankfully, with food.  Just dusty.  I did get down a good little bit, tossing and sorting as I went.  Found a few things I had been looking for.  Okay.  But, that will be it for now.  I am really tired.

More than anticipated.

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Then again, two things were done at once, mostly.  Three things.

I went in to begin in on the master bedroom.  Was just going to open things up just a bit, and grab the jeans in there.  Those to be delivered to the washroom, and a load started.  Done.  But, I... sort of got stuck picking through things.  Now, I did get it opened, I did get the jeans out and one load started.  But I did a lot more fussing in there than what the plans suggested.